(scroll down for the dutch version) After the African Altar in Brussels, there follows the Atlantis Altar in Nijnsel, the European Altar in Orval, and finally the Red Desert Altar in Zutphen. Altars to me are like mandalas: they represent the essence, or the divine. They connect us to the central theme of a group. …
Travellog , 50 (for the dutch version scroll down) We intend to do a small tour in the Netherlands and Belgium. In it, we want to tell about ‘The Call of the Great Mother’ and the plan for Sinai, but rather tune in with groups of people and hold ceremonies. Previously, I used to do …
travelogue 2022, part 3: autumn(DOORSCROLLEN VOOR DE NEDERLANDSE VERSIE) Having concluded our trip through Portugal in Lisbon, the capital of the country, it is time to start our journey back north. We travel from Lisbon eastwards, straight to the border with Spain. Along the way, we see brown wisps of smoke from the third major …
(Voor nederlandse versie, scroll naar beneden) Our road to Portugal continues through the long coastal region of the Atlantic Ocean. Sometimes we catch a glimpse of her, but she is always close by. When we cross the Pyrenees to go from France to Spain, we see how the mountains directly border the ocean. An idyllic …
When Anne and I leave Belgium we decide to take the westernmost route along the Atlantic Ocean. The first day we arrive at Le Havre, a port city on the Breton coast. “Go slow,” is a motto a friend once gave us, “and invite everything and everyone on your journey. Nothing is a coincidence. Everything …
A week after visiting my mother, Anne and I have a light work day with about thirty people. In the morning we do an exercise in which we go back to the time of Atlantis. How did it feel to live in a society that was going under? How did you react? What primal fear …
(Scroll naar beneden voor de nederlandse versie) When Anne and I are back in the Netherlands and Belgium for a month, I go through a rollercoaster of emotions. In addition to the annual bookkeeping, meetings with friends, strolling around Amsterdam, Easter celebrations with family, it seems like I take a deep dive into the past, …
(Nederlandse versie hieronder) The Portuguese town of Fiquero dos Vinhos – Figs and Wine – is built against a mountain. This is the place where we stay for several months in Portugal, in the house of a friend of Anne’s. One morning Eran and I walk to the top of the mountain above the village. …
‘La Madre, La Madre. It is this dark mother, the Black Madonna, the Madre of Madrid who is suffering. Who is carrying all this darkness, this huge pain and desolation. And it turns into oppression, because the real dark feminine cannot be seen, is not acknowledged, is not honoured. And you, Agnes, are in contact …
22.19 SPAIN, Madrid, La Madre, the Black Madonna Read More »
‘This is the voice of Quetzalcoatl, the feathered snake. I was once in a very long time a descendant from the celestial race, coming to Earth, incarnating into the human race to bring enlightenment. We used the elements of gold, of sulphur, of silver to do this alchemical process, uniting masculine and feminine, so a …
22.14 SPAIN, Madrid, Quetzalcoatl, The Gold of the Incas Read More »